Page 76 of Zero Pucks Given
“Only half?”
“I already came twice,” he reminded me. “Hence the need for a nap.”
“Be sure to drink a few Gatorades before our date,” I said. “It’s important to hydrate.”
He leaned over the bed and gave my ass a hard, loud smack. “I intend to put plenty of fluids in my body. Then I’m going to put some fluids inyourbody.”
When he was finally dressed, I crawled out of bed and wrapped the robe around me again. Then I opened my door and stuck my head out into the hallway, first looking to the left toward the elevators, then tothe right down the end of the hall.
“Coast is clear,” I said.
Grayson gave my ass a squeeze as he slipped by me. “See you on our date. Don’t wear anythingtoosexy or I won’t be able to control myself at the restaurant.”
“No promises,” I replied.
He flashed me a playful glare, then headed to the right—away from the elevators. I watched him go to the end of the hall and then disappear into the stairwell. That was probably a better way to get to his room without anyone noticing he’d been on this floor first.
I let out a happy little giggle as I returned to my room. I had a pretty long to-do list for my TikTok channel, but all I wanted to do was lay in bed and inhale Grayson’s lingering scent.
I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew I was stretching out in the bed and glancing at my watch. I had an hour until our date.
I fiddled around on TikTok for a bit, got dressed, and teased my hair until I was satisfied.
This time, Grayson was the one waiting for me in the lobby. He looked stunning in a dark gray suit, the jacket emphasizing the broadness of his shoulders. He had his hands in his pocket, facing away from me as I approached.
“Aren’t you the Steel Wall?” I whispered when I got close enough. “Can I have your autograph?”
He was smiling when he turned around, but the grin immediately slipped from his lips as he took in the sight of me. His eyes raked over my body, starting with my high heels, moving up my legs, lingering at the hem of my cocktail dress, then gliding up over my cleavage to settle on my face.
“Josie,” he breathed. “You look…”
“Thatis the reaction I was hoping to get. You’re speechless.”
He clenched his jaw. “I don’t know what to say, but I sure as hell know what I want todo.”
“Ready for dinner?” Manny asked, popping up next to us like an annoying pet. “Damn. You clean up nice, Josie. The camera’s going to love you.”
“Easy there, pal,” Grayson said. “She’smydate.”
It was too chilly outside to walk to dinner, so we took a taxi. It was a quaint little Italian restaurant, with dim lighting and accordion music playing as the host escorted us to our table.
“I love Italian food,” I said as we sat down. “I’m going to fill up on focaccia bread, and you can’t stop me.”
Grayson leaned closer and said, “I’d like to fillyouup.”
I giggled, but then the couple at the table glanced over at Grayson’s comment. The restaurant was too small to chat without everyone overhearing.
“I’m more of a chicken parmesan kind of guy,” Grayson said, picking up the menu.
I pulled out my phone and texted him.
Me: I’d like you to fill me up, too
Grayson: That can be your dessert, as long as you don’t stuff yourself with too much bread
Me: The only thing I want to get STUFFED with is that big dick of yours
Grayson: Fuck. Now my cock is harder than this table.
